my childhood friend || by Adelaide

we stood on that old dirt, looking out across the watercolor sky, and tried to run away.

i cried into my hands.

and they tasted like the mud spattered on our shoes.

because bygones will be bygones but i remember everything.

don't you?

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you came around today.

i sat on the edge of the couch, running my fingers through my hair. and the silence was okay.

i laughed into my hands.

and the glory days in your eyes made me want to grab hold of you again, just to make sure you were fine.

because it's not so cowardly of me to cry, after all this time.

right?

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i will never see you again.

my fingers tremble against my will as i hold the picture. sometimes i try to reassure myself that it all happened.

but it did.

and i do not know if i could bear to see your face as it is now. because it will always be as it was for me.

that's what's not fair.

because for both of our sakes, i know i'm going to have to live my life and let you live yours.

of course.

of course.

to dan. my childhood friend.

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